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| | ==Biography== | | ==Biography== |
| − | Growing up Jinkx was always into heroes, his mother would always tell him stories of great
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| − | warriors and heroes. Growing up he also was put down a lot was always told he would never
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| − | become a Warrior he would never be a great fighter. He finally become of age you left a small
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| − | village he grew up in and set out to make a name for himself when he came to Darkmoon The
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| − | people there were friendly to him. In a short amount of time he grow very fond of the people
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| − | there making new friends, starting to make a small name of himself. People notice him, and
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| − | accepted him. It wasn't until he meet a few people that was mentor him to make him a batter
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| − | fighter, Bruin Volarn and Viadra Moonblade. With a little of their Guidance jinx was able to but
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| − | up a small fight when fighting others. Fighting companies were starting to notice Jinkx for it.
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| − | The Black Harts wanted him in their group and there he stayed, but Jinkx story doesn't end there.
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| − | Jinkx became belted into his mentor. Even thought he was able to fight a little even though he
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| − | had a name there past of his past come to haunt him. Someone told him that they don't ever
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| − | seeing him to be a great worrier. Jinkx had every flash back of his family by blood tell him the
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| − | same that he would never be anything that's when Jinkx had a thirst to fight, to be one of the best
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| − | fighters. He wanted to be a warrior where his name one Jinkx Abaddon would give top warrior
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| − | the respect that he wanted. Now Jinkx Abaddon has a goal, a mission, a thirst to show and prove
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| − | he can be a great fighter, a great warrior where others would respect him or fear him when he
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| − | steps on the battle field.
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| − | Jinkx Abaddon.
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| − | A warrior forged in the heat of battle. But unlike so many others that had no choice but to fight or
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| − | die, Jinkx chose to cast himself into the flames.
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| − | When he was a youth, his family told him to put away silly things like toy swords. They told him
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| − | he would never be a warrior. Even then, even when age had yet to leave a mark on his soul, he
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| − | rebelled against their certainty. He wanted to know why. Why couldn’t he be a warrior? Not his
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| − | father nor his mother could give him a proper answer. Things like societal status and birthrights
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| − | meant nothing to his aspiring heart.
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| − | Jinkx would sneak away, every chance he got, and practice with the straightest branch he could
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| − | find. His siblings caught him once, made fun of him and told him he’d never be a warrior, let
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| − | alone a good fighter. They even betrayed him to his parents. The beating he received only served
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| − | to solidify his resolve. He made sure they never followed him again, his first lesson in stealth.
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| − | Finally, he came of age and left the town he grew up in, turning away and never looking back.
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| − | He would make a name for himself in spite of his family. As he ventured, he watched
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| − | tournaments in every town he came across. The fights were more brutal than he expected, but it
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| − | never shook his resolve. Jinkx even managed to get into a bar brawl one night, walking out the
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| − | victor and feeling confident in his prowess.
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| − | His wonderings eventually led him to the Dutchy of Darkmoon, in the Kingdom of the Iron
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| − | Mountains. There people welcomed and accepted him. When he told them he wanted to be a
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| − | warrior, and proved his words by fighting alongside them on the practice field, they didn’t tell
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| − | him he couldn’t. Instead they took note of his enthusiasm. Fighting actual foes, with armor and
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| − | weapons, that weren’t intoxicated by mead proved a challenge. Still he didn’t back down or get
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| − | discouraged.
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| − | As he made friends in his new home and grew fonder of the citizens, he was offered guidance by
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| − | two noted warriors. Count Bruin Valorn and Baroness Viadra Moonblade. They mentored him in
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| − | the ways of battle and he began to garner attention on the battlefield. Fighting companies took
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| − | note of his accomplishments, and shortly after he was approached to join the Black Harts. There
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| − | he stayed, but his journey wouldn’t end there.
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| − | Jinkx was offered a belt by his mentor, Count Bruin, who told him he would show him the ways
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| − | of the shadows. To move like the dark and fight like the wind. Jinkx accepted, but it didn’t stop
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| − | his past from coming back to haunt him. One day, while out on the field, he was told that he’d
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| − | never be a great warrior. He had flashbacks to the family he would only claim through blood, of
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| − | them telling him he would never be a fighter and holding him back from his destiny.
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| − | A thirst grew inside of him. One that any who paid attention could see when he fought. It grew
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| − | into a drive that was unmistakable. A drive to accomplish his goals, either through respect or
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| − | fear. To be the most powerful warrior he could possibly be, to carve his name into the very bones
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| − | of the Iron Mountains, and to make his enemies quake when he walked out onto the battle field.
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